Saturday, November 24, 2012

Of love, attachment and other tragedies following it



Two things had happened this week. One was my birthday (not fishing for anything) and one of my friends broke up with his girlfriend, making him the 4th person this month that faced same fate. I have written in here once, about the togetherness and how we are never really together. I explained; how the basic physics actually prevents us from really touch each other. When we feel someone´s touch, we actually feel our skin moving away from it and there is always some space left between the surfaces of our skin. This is due to the negative charge of the skin surfaces that push each other away. However, that is not the only thing that separates us. We, in fact, are never really together even when we are in relationship with someone.  This seems as a harsh statement to accept, especially in this society that was built up on the romantic connotation of every relationship. However, it is true. There is no difference between a relation to a person we choose and relation to any other person we´ve left neglected. On the opposite side, in my last blog entry I talked about the energy packets that make whole universe sustainable, so on the other hand, there are no limits between us. We are all pervaded with the same juice making us like swimmers in an endless energy sea that only gets denser with manifestation we call a body or an object, let´s call it matter, to cover all the aspects of tangible universe.

So, to return to “the abandoned”, since I have been having almost the same conversation for the past month, I realized that issues were all the same, feelings nothing different form a case to a case and my advice always included these two sentences. “It is naturally to feel sad, but you should stop dwelling in the thinking and over analyzing” and, “it´ll all pass as everything does; as your relationship did, too.” All is meant to pass away into nothingness, where it came from in the first place.  And also, since it was my birthday, or to be more specific, because of all the good wishes I got from my friends on Facebook that inhibited the same idea that we are never together, but somehow connected through space and time, I decided to talk about this before it becomes lukewarm and the passion about this grows weaker. Although I think, it ever will.

Talking to my friends that went through difficult time I realized the pain they feel comes from the sense of loss. But of course it does! That was no revelation whatsoever, but it gave me something to gribble on. Why the loss? In order to feel the sense of loss, there has to be an ownership of something. It is clearly here, the ownership comes from the physical and emotionally attachment and it is the latter that causes the problem. But that still doesn´t justify the dwelling in the sense of loss and it does not make the attachment necessary, at least not from my perspective. 

The problem with the feeling of loss is not in feeling it, which is natural, but the cause for it - the attachment. The modern day human thinks attachment is the essence of love, where indeed they could not be more wrong. Love is free from attachment, it is however drenched in belonging.  If love would be connected with attachment, there would be no space for freedom. Attachment talks different language than belonging. One is ownership or submission, the other is taking responsibility for another human being. To be clear, that does not mean taking the responsibility for another’s actions or interpretations of the words you say, but it means caring for others, it means benevolence.

One has to accept the fact no one is really with someone ever. You share space and time with everyone on this planet right now. You only choose someone to share it more thorough fully with someone according to your own limiting criteria of focusing on solely one person. It is like killing your own loving capacity by narrowing it down to one person. What makes that person any different from any person else? Is he yours? Is he beautiful, funny, attractive? Does he make you feel good? Does that someone love you? Does he tell you, you are beautiful? Likes your humor? Do you like his? Does he make you safe? Does he give you purpose? Do you feel special connection to him? It was destiny? Was it really? Anyhow…whatever reason one uses, it never lands far away from ego-full mindset and the basic misconception about yourself, that you are not happy and that someone, some-thing, can make you happy. You may feel incomplete or you simply fall uncontrollably in love, which is nothing more than mere projection of your expectations on a canvas that will later, in the future, inevitably show its true colors, which could be the decisive moment for a breakup. We people are in fact our worst enemies, not knowing that, of course. Or we acknowledge it, but not act upon that revelation. We people have weird concept of defining what love is. It usually involves two people. And that feels limiting to me. What is the difference between your love for your father or a child and the love for a stranger you decide to be with or any other stranger that you ignore by doing so? None! At least that is what I believe. I realized one day, I am a creature of love capable to love everyone equally and unconditionally with the sense of belonging, which means taking responsibility for every living creature and not your submission to anyone. Everyone is as important as anyone else. No one more, no one less. We are all crucial to existence of this universe. Take one person out and this would be some different Universe. It is because of this stranger that just jumped on a bus that universe is as it is.  So, why we submit to someone or decide to act upon desire for one person only? Well, it is a nature´s way for reproduction. But that could be in fact anyone. 

I realized that day I could fall in love or build a relationship with anyone in this moment. And suddenly, the great passion I felt for someone at that precise moment grew weaker, the interest however never subsided. It only got easier for me. The desire that usually makes us blinded by and obsessed with someone, lost its power and the emotional state became bearable. There was still love in me. There was still interest growing by every moment, but the necessity of being loved back or the interest for it to be reciprocal vanished. It did not define my love, it did not make me happy and it did not change my peaceful state in any way. I was not changed, I was stoic in my love and the thinking that we are in the constant flow of change was recognized as an illusion of the surface. We do not change, deep within we stay the same. It is only when emotional response is too strong, that we feel the change. Or for that matter, when we clear of some emotional turmoil, we feel we changed, as in growth. But we did not grow. We got aware.

So in the end it does not matter how we feel for someone as long as we feel something. There is no greater good in loving someone and no tragedy in losing them, because we are creatures of love and we do not own anyone, we own nothing. We merely share space and time.  We build expectations, we create future, we envision life and when the expectations are not met, we blame it on others or build self hating circle, which is hard to break out from. Where in fact there is no one to blame, it is the natural way of acting. It is how we were raised to do. The only thing needed is to simply be and appreciate the moments we share. It comes in the end to that moment, and this one, and this one…it is the only thing we actually got, entwined a round never changing calm and loving self.

And there is that.

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